Friday, April 3, 2020

Friday Music


The anniversary of the death of one of my favorite country artists is April 6th, 2016.  It is only fair that I plat tribute to his contributions to the country music culture today.  

In and out of the 1950s juvenile justice system he landed in San Quentin prison for attempted robbery.  Partial to music from early-on he was inspired by Johnny Cash’s performance at San Quentin and joined the prison country music band.  He was paroled in 1960 and never looked back.   

While his song-writing and performance career had its ups and down his personal life was a roller coaster of marriages, divorces and more.  He was notorious for smoking weed.  Nevertheless, a long career produced recognition and awards from the Academy of Country Music, Country Music Association, and National Academy of Recording Arts and Sciences (Grammy Award).  He was inducted into the Nashville Songwriters Hall of Fame, the Country Music Hall of Fame and Museum and the Oklahoma Music Hall of Fame.  He also received a Grammy Lifetime Achievement Award.   

Merle Haggard….

Thursday, April 2, 2020

Dinner and Dessert

Another productive day.  Walk in the woods, post office to drop Easter stuff for the kids and absentee ballots.  Grocery run - complete with nitrile gloves and scored two cartons of organic, XL eggs!

Fetched the boat from Corcoran's Marine - and $800 later I have a lean, mean fishing machine. Thanks Charlie for the quick turn-around.

Threw-together a pasta salad and grilled a couple of boneless Marchant's chops on the Smokey Joe.

 
Yes, sweet corn from the 2019 garden!


And there was this for dessert. 

 

More Signs of Spring

From our walk today we found evidence of this in the understory of the forest...

Pinus Strobus





Picea Glauca

White pine and white spruce.

After planting 40,000+ trees two and a half decades ago - we've noted lots of natural regeneration in the past half-dozen years.

The ash are doomed and spring arrives with more reasons to be hopeful.
 
Incidentally, it happens to be mud season here at The Platz.  The girls got a pre-rinse in the creek on the return leg home. 

 

My Kingdom for a Leader


From the beginning of the manifestation of the Covid-19 virus in America the defenders of Donald Trump have expressed less interest in the spread of the virus or efforts to combat it than they were in keeping-up appearances and crafting an alternate narrative.        

You needn’t go back in time more than a couple of months to note that news about the spread of the virus was a conspiracy to harm the President.  The media was being ‘alarmist’.  It was ‘fake news’.   It was nothing more harmful than the 'common cold'.  It was a ‘hoax’ cooked-up by the Democrats.         

The growing pandemic of January was observed thru the lens of how this would impact Trump’s reelection prospects.  And of course this is completely predictable when you understand that the needs of an individual stricken with the virus and fearful of infection are lost on the self-centered personality.  In the end Trump spent almost two months denying that the virus was a serious problem.         

As a consequence, instead of being presidential Trump resorted to his usual strategy of lying.  He has lied about the spread of Covid-19.  He has lied about progress in stemming the spread.  He has lied about relief to cities and states impacted by the spread.  And he has blame-shifted others as his administration delayed action.  All along he has vacillated between taking genuinely sensible action and continuing to lie.   

I wonder how many Trump supporters are genuinely enthusiastic about his parade of lies?

On Monday he shared another whopper when he said that hospital masks might be going out the back door.  An implication that doctors or other healthcare workers were stealing the masks instead of using them. 

Donald Trump is a chronic and unrepentant liar.

Faced with a living record of the lies during the period of the growing outbreak Trump and his minions are scrambling to rewrite history.  The latest lie is that Trump was too preoccupied and distracted by the impeachment to deal with the unfolding crisis.  It was the fault of the CDC.  Trump had plenty of time to tweet, play golf and hold rallies throughout January and February.  All the while he downplayed and lied about the gathering storm.  

So here's the deal.  Watch for the propagandists to employ three tactics:  
  • Flood the media and supporters with every tardy, postponed and delayed action Trump has taken
  • Much like the North Korean government they will amplify self-congratulatory praise of the president. Anybody beside me tiring of the afternoon circle jerk?
  • Finally, they will deploy the Roy Cohn tactic and ‘punch-back’ ten times harder at any and every one critical of the president.  
Never forget – this is all about him, only and always.

Wednesday, April 1, 2020

Flyover

Time: Wed Apr 01 8:12 PM

Visible: 4 min, Max Height: 44°, Appears: 25° above NW, Disappears: 18° above E 

International Space Station (ISS) flyover directly over the house tonight

Woodcock Sky Dance to accompany it.

Bonus.

Resourcefulness Under Quarantine


What do you do with liver, onions and bacon leftover from dinner a couple of nights ago?    You really can’t reheat it.  It would be over-done and tough.  Ugh.          





So I cut it-up along with the onions and a couple of slices of cooked bacon and threw it in the Cuisinart.  Add 6T of unsalted butter (cold), a little chopped garlic along with a pinch of shallot, fresh cracked pepper and sea salt and a shooter of brandy from the Fatherland.   
*For the duration for the emergency it's OK for the cook to have a snort too.      






Purée until smooth. 
      



Voila!  


Homemade liver pâté.        

Another first for this guy and Jill says it is really, really yummy.  I'm having some later - on saltines with a fine Merlot out of a box. 

Life under quarantine can be the Mother of Invention.          

Hat-tip to Jacques Pépin for the inspiration.

Observations From the Natural World

Last fall I was preparing to run the brush hog thru one of the wildlife openings we maintain.  I never did clear it (and may never again) as I discovered a bunch of little oak seedlings had sprouted there.

I certainly didn't plant them so it's likely the squirrels did in 2018 and they subsequently germinated in 2019.

What followed was locating about 30-35 specimens scattered-about with pin flags.   


The flags are still there - although you may have to click on the image to catch a closer look.  As spring progresses it will be interesting to see how many of those oak sprouts made it thru the winter without being eaten by the rabbits, rodents and deer.

My own miniature citizen science project.